words and writing from the islands
He sees himself in animals;
terrified of the shame, he’s inflicted
me with muteness. But everyone knows
I’ve gassed his façade,
left blood on his mien.
.
My children know the truth
of a mother’s love:
we talk in dreams and kiss
in the rain.
.
Sow words sister—
that is how I escaped death.
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Thank you for this brave and clear piece. I will send it onto every writing female whom I know. The ending genuinely surprised me, which is what one is always after!
Nancy Anne Miller
Dearest Nancy Anne,
I treasure your comments very much. I am so happy that you find the poem to be brave and clear, it is a comment that a poet can only pray for without expecting. Bless you for your plan to share it with other women writers.
xoxo.
Danielle Jennings.
Very, very powerful. Thank you for this.
It is my pleasure Keisha Lynne. Thank you for commenting. Makes the writing experience even more rewarding.
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